~Your POV~

That morning, I woke up ready to head off to my new house. Turns out, my mom couldn’t wait to head off to America, so she left.

In the morning…

Without even bothering to wake me up…

Thus, I was left alone to move in all of my stuff to that boy’s house, without anyone’s help.

Why did she have to leave me alone to move all of my stuff? What does she think I am?? Superwoman? I mean, I have so much stuff to move!! I usually didn’t think so badly about people, but she decided to leave me alone, the day after I came back from the hospital, which the incident was her fault, along with the fact that I have TONS of stuff to move. You can’t blame me for acting like this, I mean, how would any other normal teenager act?

~No one’s POV~

Your thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell.

“I wonder who that is…” you spoke out loud.

As you opened the door, all you saw was a sea of yellow.

“HELLO! WE’RE HERE TO HELP YOU MOVE YOUR STUFF! AJUMMA TOLD US TO HELP YOU! APPERENTLY YOUR MOM LEFT YOU ALONE, SO WELL.. YEAH!” a mysterious blonde-hair colored guy told you.

“Umm... uh… what... Uh. How?” was all you could mutter to the boy.

“OH PARDON ME!” he said, “my name is Himchan! Nice to meet you!” Himchan said.

“Oh, u-u-uh, h-h-h-h-hi… why a-a-a-a-are you helping m-m-m-m-me?” you stuttered.

“Ajumma told us to help you, or Daehyun’s mom to be exact.” Himchan said.

As you looked into the sea of yellow haired boys, you saw the following:

One yellow haired boy that looked scary, another really tall boy with a girly and baby face, a friendly blonde boy, Himchan, a quiet blonde boy, and finally the boy you saw yesterday, still wearing his mask, Daehyun.

~Your POV~

Why are they all blonde???? Is it some new fashion trend or something? I don’t understand these people. Well, at least Himchan and that other blonde boy seem nice. I hope they don’t break anything while they’re moving it… I would cry if they did! ;A;

“Um... Nice to meet you. I guess, also thank you for offering to help me move these things…” I said.

“We aren’t offering to help, we were forced to.” Daehyun told me through his mask.

“Oh, o-o-o-kay. I’m sorry for b-b-b-othering you t-t-then”

Oh god, why am I stuttering so much today?!

“No need! It’s not any trouble to help out such a cute lady like yourself!~” Himchan sweetly told me.<